Well I remember years ago. Driving down an old dirt road. Waylon on the radio. Singing songs that I loved so. A rambling man is what he was. A Nashville rebel with a cause.
The tears in my eyes have a home till I cry. And then they have a cheek to fall back on. The birds in the sky have a mate until it's time to die. But I don't have a love to call my own.
Bare me up on wings of Angels. Let me hear the choir sing. Let me see the facets. Of the chair of Him. . Lift me up on wings of Angels. Three or four or more.
If brains were thousand dollar bills. I'd tell you what we'd bet. You wouldn't have enough. To buy a cup of coffee yet. . Well, that ain't the way I heared it.
baby you can be my santa claus. and i'll come sit on your lap. whisper what i really want. what do you think about that. . cause i want to be naughty.
Did you put my things away. In a box, get 'em out on a lonely day. Well, I put your stuff in a bag. Set it by the curb. With the rest of the trash. When it's over, it's really over.
Slept in my makeup. Didn't get my teeth brushed. I crashed on the couch. And now my mouth tastes like yesterday's news. . Well, hello Jim Beam. Oh, the places you've seen.
You don't call for two whole weeks. Then you think I'm gonna fall at your feet. When you walk through that door. . Like a cloud of dust you just disappear.
Some boys have got the look of the Greek Adonis. Some boy'll try to talk you off your feet. Some boys just think they're God's gift to woman. Some boys just think they're sweet enough to eat.
I know if I just keep my distance, you will see what you are missing. And you'll learn, no one can love you like I do. I've look involved in conversation, but I'm strugglin' with temptation.
Nothins ever hurt me this bad. Nothins ever hit me this hard. Ive never ever felt this much rain. Fall on my heart. . Did we have to leave it this way.
I've put away all the pictures. All the old love letters too. There's nothin' left here to remind me. Why can't I stop loving you?. . Got back into circulation.
Front door slammed and the back door, too. You left me, and I left you. Meetin' in the middle was a little too hard. But I still love you, wherever you are.
Often times I sit and wonder. As I gaze out over yonder. I'm so crazy about you. So crazy and it's true. . I think you're wonderful. Don't change. I think you're wonderful.
The current will rise much faster. Makes it harder to find what I'm after. The water's up, water's down and I, I can't swim. When I am lost and you are not, then no one wins.
Here we go. Singin' our songs with our soul. Winter has gone. Where do we belong?. We have stayed too long. . Friday night. So uptight, we get stoned.
Why wont you tell me what?. Why wont you tell me what?. Whats going on with you?. Why wont you tell me what?. Why wont you tell me what?. Whats going on with you?.
I could hear 'em talking as I was laying in that hole. With a mountain of trouble weighing on my soul. They all stood around kicking dirt on my grave.
by John Williamson. . It's time to think of why we're proud to be a part of. A land so ancient, so hard to get a hold of. Why the kangaroo and emu is on the baggy green.
Oh there once was a swagman camped in a billabong. Under the shade of a coolibah tree. And he sang as he looked at his old billy boiling. Who'll come a waltzing Matilda with me.